Chapter four hundred and eighty fifth money can communicate
"Sir, I'll help you!"
I thought this gentleman with a very elegant temperament was a master of swordsmanship, but when a few guards hit him with three or four sticks, Li Bai was already in a hurry. If it weren't for the powerful men of Kong Wu on the side who came forward to resist, he would have been knocked to the ground.
Li Bai, who has always relied on friends when he goes out, his swordsmanship is naturally not as magical as in the poems he wrote himself, but he has also experienced big scenes. When he saw someone helping, he immediately calmed down. One-on-one he is still worthy of the guards of these Hu Shangs.
"Zhi Niang, these birds do not talk about morality in the world, and fire arrows to let them know who has the final say on the streets of Wuwei City!"
The master of the hall didn't want to call anyone, but these Hu merchants from the oil shop almost took out all the guards in their hands. Although they used sticks, they were not a joke when they hit them.
The arrows that were thrown out exploded in the low-high air, and even Li Bai was startled. He didn't expect that the people from the Money Gang would come out to fight with firecrackers. But in a blink of an eye, he saw the fiercest guards being forced back by sticks thrown from somewhere. Then he saw two heroic teenagers in yellow robes coming out of the crowd not far away.
As soon as Guo Qi and Guo Xi stepped into the middle of the street, they snatched the sticks in the hands of the guards and beat them forward. Behind them were more people wearing yellow cloth and tied yellow turbans, and they fought directly with the guards.
"Who are these two little gentlemen? They are so handsome."
Although Li Bai had average skills, his eyesight was not bad. He had seen the world since he was a child, otherwise he would have written a poem like "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
"These two are the left and right guardians of the Golden Gang. Their origin is very mysterious. Those gang members only call them to be the 'left guardian' and 'right guardian'."
A man who had just helped Li Bai replied that at this time, the Hu merchants could no longer resist and were beaten to run away by the money gangs who came from all directions.
Seeing the situation turning around in a blink of an eye, Li Bai couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at the money gang members who had only a yellow cloth tied to his arms and asked the man next to him, "These are all the money gang members!"
"That's not, there are rules for the money coach. If you are short of people, you can recruit righteous men. Those are all going to help. After the work is done, you can find money to get the money."
"Same for me."
After the man finished answering, he tied the yellow cloth he found from where he tied it to his arm, and rushed forward, still cursing himself, "Don't leave, you thieves, don't eat a punch."
Li Bai held the sword and looked at the scene in front of him. He suddenly realized that the Money Gang seemed to be different from what he imagined, but soon he burst into laughter and said, "Interesting, interesting!"
As the spiritual idol of the Tang Dynasty rangers, Li Bai has never been a person who follows the rules. He has a high acceptance of new things. He stayed in Chang'an for three months, one because he could no longer meet the battle of Xiaobolu, and the other because Shen Guang left a lot of knowledge he had never seen or heard of in Chang'an City. From music theory to numerology, he was extremely interested in it. Third, Yang Guozhong was generous enough to him.
The Hu merchants were finally protected by their guards and retreated back to the shop in a panic, and closed the shop door tightly, for fear that the people named the Jinqian Gang would take the opportunity to grab things, but they did not expect that the Jinqian Gang's master would actually call on the people who tried to break through the shop.
"Everyone, come here to get a coupon."
The hall master whispered loudly, and then the people tied with yellow cloth or covered with yellow turbans lined up and began to receive 10% off coupons from JD.com.
Li Bai looked at the wealthy slaves who were complaining before but were already mixed in the crowd, and his face became strange. He murmured to himself, "Money is power, no wonder he was called the Money Gang."
"Sir, why don't you get the coupon? This coupon is available for the whole audience. It's about to be locked up this year. If you buy New Year's goods, you can save a lot of money."
The man had returned, then untied the yellow cloth on his arm and stuffed it to Li Bai. Li Bai thought about it and actually tied it to his arm and lined up. He was a straightforward and free person. Since he had just made efforts, it was a matter of obtaining a coupon.
"The foot is the Qinglian Sword Saint Li Taibai!"
Li Bai had just received the 100% discount coupon, and saw the two heroic young men whom he had praised before staring at him with their eyes shining, "It's Li Taibai, but this Qinglian Sword Saint dare not be!"
"It's true that it's the poet in front of him."
"Boy has met Li Xianxian!"
The two brothers Guo Qi and Guo Xi quickly saluted Li Bai. Although they were young and had strict family rules, they had no chance to be playboys and wander around the world, they still regarded Li Bai as a spiritual idol like countless heroes in the Tang Dynasty. The song "The Legend of the Knights" alone made them love them.
"Soul Immortal, please follow my brother to go home. My master has been waiting for a long time."
When he walked to the side with Li Bai, Guo Tai said to Li Bai that after Li Bai left Chang'an, Yang Guozhong sent someone to send a letter to Liangzhou. After Shen Guang arrived at Wuwei City, he had been waiting for Li Bai, but he did not expect that Li Bai never went to the Jiedushi Yamen.
"Who is your head?"
"My head, the surname is Shen."
Li Bai was stunned after hearing this, and then said relievedly, "I should have thought of it for a long time. The Money Gang is so interesting, and it is not something that ordinary people can think of. Only Shen Lang has such fantastic and wonderful ideas."
"Come on, I want to drink three hundred cups with Shen Lang to see who is the number one drunkard in the Tang Dynasty!"
After Li Bai arrived in Wuwei City, he did not go directly to the Jiedushi Yamen. The main reason was that when he was at Yang Guozhong's mansion, he followed Yang Guozhong, who was led by Shen Guang, and learned something very much. "Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth!" "Down to earth and work hard!" "Analysis of specific issues!" "Come from the people, go to the people!" and other Shen Xue.
Then the great poet, who stood at the peak of classical romanticism, seemed to have suddenly become aware of it. He first analyzed the reasons why he wasted his years in the officialdom but still had difficulty in reaching his ambitions. Then he put down his airs and checked the accounts with the officials of the Tax Department under Yang Guozhong, and went deep into Guanzhong to deal with ordinary people.
After returning to Liangzhou, Li Bai was not in a hurry to see Shen Guang. He just wanted to take a look, but was attracted by Jingdong Mall and Jin Qian Help. He was guessing what was inside the story behind these two, but he didn't expect that it was Shen Guang, the future lord whom he had been intimate with for a long time and was extremely admired.
Li Bai was arrogant. In addition to the saint, he could almost say that he had no children when he entered Chang'an City. This was also the main reason why he was demoted and given gold to be released in the future. Of course, He Zhizhang and others also had a lot to do with him.
But now after years of hardship and frost experience and the warmth of the world, Li Bai has long seen through a lot of things. He does not have the ability to govern the country, but he is deluded in the position of prime minister. How can he not be rejected by the saints?
Chapter completed!